Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 225 A child without an umbrella should always run hard.

Shouldn't it be the same person?

Dang Zhiqi's voice hit Jiang Nuantang's heart like thunder on the ground.

"I……"

Jiang Nuantang frowned lightly, thinking about whether to tell the truth.

Dang Zhiqi didn't want to wait for her to give an answer, so she went on to say:

"Look at me asking! Needless to say, I know it's a coincidence! Otherwise, you already have two children, how could you be Mr. Bo's fiancée!"

Dang Zhiqi conjectured collectively, and finally put forward another hypothesis:

"Unless... your child is Mr. Bo..."

Dang Zhiqi seriously considered the possibility of this problem.

Although in her heart, she still doesn't want to believe that Bo Nanshen is the kind of person who has a child and hides it, and doesn't give him a name.

But there is no guarantee that there is any unavoidable hidden secret in it.

Plus——

Dang Zhiqi glanced thoughtfully at Jiang Nuantang next to her, always feeling that anything could happen to her.

Jiang Nuantang didn't expect that Dang Zhiqi would diverge her thinking to such a point, she couldn't help being confused, and quickly denied:

"of course not--"

Jiang Nuantang looked serious.

After a pause, she still didn't want to hide too much from Dang Zhiqi, so she changed the subject:

"but……"

Jiang Nuantang organized the wording in her mind, thinking about how to say it so that the other party could accept it better.

Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Dang Zhiqi who looked away:

"Okay! Sister Nuantang, don't be depressed. Although you have the same name and surname, I believe that you are no worse than Mr. Bo's fiancée! Anyway, you are also the designer I admire most!"

Misunderstood that Jiang Nuantang was underestimating herself, Dang Zhiqi comforted her in turn.

"no……"

Jiang Nuantang supported her forehead, but she couldn't stop Dang Zhiqi's divergent thinking. She simply didn't even organize her words. She gritted her teeth and said bluntly:

"You guessed right! I am the same person as Jiang Nuantang you mentioned."

A cool voice, calm and confident.

The expression is also sincere and rigorous, not at all like joking.

Even so, Dang Zhiqi was stunned for a long time before she could barely digest and accept such a fact.

It's nothing.

After all, from the very beginning, Jiang Nuantang gave people the impression that she was too good to be a child raised by ordinary people.

Now hearing this answer, the boulder in Dang Zhiqi's heart fell to the ground.

There is only one thing that makes her worry about it.

She bit her lips lightly, raised her eyes to look at Jiang Nuantang, then lowered her eyes to hide the deep thoughts in her eyes, and then hesitantly uttered a sentence after a long while:

"Then...you and Boss..."

Are they really the fiancee of childhood sweethearts?

Dang Zhiqi really cared about this.

Especially thinking of how she coveted the Bo God so much in front of his fiancée that day!

Dang Zhiqi felt that the principles she had always adhered to had been tarnished.

this cognition.It made her feel very uncomfortable.

Simply, such emotions did not last long, and soon Jiang Nuantang told her the situation:

"As early as five years ago, when something happened to my family, the engagement was terminated."

Knowing what she cared about, Jiang Nuantang avoided the important ones.

"what?"

Dang Zhiqi raised her head, her expression a little lost.

For this answer, she couldn't tell how she felt.

The male god Bo doesn't have a fiancée, of course she is happy to see it happen.

But such a situation, if he has to let someone down.

Then she would rather the situation is not what she thought...

It's just that reality doesn't allow her to escape.

Among the rich and powerful, interests prevail, how much is the friendship of childhood sweethearts worth?

Wanting to understand this, Dang Zhiqi's face showed a bit of sadness.

Looking at Jiang Nuantang's eyes became more and more distressed and pitiful. In the end, she couldn't help asking:

"Sister Nuantang. Then you must have had a hard time these years!"

Dang Zhiqi looked at Jiang Nuantang hesitantly. Faced with her curiosity, Jiang Nuantang didn't hide her curiosity. She shook her head and answered the questions directly:

"It's okay. Although it was hard for a while, I also met many kind-hearted people. If it weren't for their help, I wouldn't be standing here today."

There was gratitude in Jiang Nuantang's words, as well as the joy of surviving the catastrophe.

Hearing that, Dang Zhiqi felt pity.

She grabbed Jiang Nuantang's hand violently, and promised solemnly:

"It will be fine! Sister Nuantang, you will definitely get better and better in the future."

Jiang Nuantang is no longer the girl who needs to live under the protection of her father.

Over the years of experience, she has trained a hard armor, even if no one cares about pity, she can live well.

But what such a person is most afraid of is precisely that insignificant warmth. The moment his wrist was held, Jiang Nuantang felt that something missing in his heart was filled again.

She frowned lightly, with a serious expression:

"Thank you."

The two concise and concise words carry a solemnity that has never been seen before.

Dang Zhiqi said so much, naturally not just to say thank you.

Instead, I sincerely hope for her.

And the whole mind is on this matter.

So she turned to think of another more important matter, and couldn't help asking again:

"By the way, I heard that Jiang Hengyuan held a resignation dinner tonight at Sao Poly Building. Will you go there too?"

"meeting."

Jiang Nuantang nodded lightly. As the new chairman of the group, facing the old one's resignation dinner, it is always necessary to go through the motions.

Knowing that Jiang Nuantang was really going, Dang Zhiqi frowned even tighter.

But he didn't say much, he just told him worriedly:

"Then you have to be careful. As for their family, they look like they have a bad stomach, and they don't know what secret tricks are waiting for you!"

As Jiang Nuantang's little fan girl, Dang Zhiqi naturally shares the same hatred with her.

Think of Jiang Hengyuan's family as enemies.

Worried inside and out.

"I know."

Jiang Nuantang lowered her eyes and pursed her lips in response.

If Jiang Hengyun is still alive, with his protection, she will

I just want to be naive and grow up, instead of going into these muddy waters.

But a child without an umbrella should always try to run.

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